Another day, another dollar. Everyday is beginning to feel the same. Then we forget what we try so hard for.

I'm getting so frustrated, nothing I do anymore really makes me happy. Maybe I've got to change something in my life if things are not working the way I want them to. I've try so many different things, time after time. Why does it got to be this way?

It's like trying to fly with a broken wing and afraid to fall.

There's really not much to say anymore these days. In life we all make decisions that affect the world around us, the people and how things will be tomorrow. We shouldn't live with regret, sorrow and self pity. People knock us down and others will try to keep us down. It's so hard to find a way out that we start to just not care any more.

Who are we, have we not wrong people ourselves? People in life make things look so easy, where everything is all happy like a fantasy utopia. Trying to say positive, then I realize that life isn't going no where unless I change something of myself. I guess I'm living in a hell hole in a way.  Did I put myself here, I hope not. Life would be so much better if there was a person to share it with. It would be nice to believe there is someone out there that would be with us till end of days. We all know the truth, here in America nothing last that long, even in Asian it's fading away.